What is life?, I ask myself. In life you are born, you move about, you eat, and you die. And if you want a perfect visual representation of this thing we call life, where better to look than the archives of the Bain News Service brought to us by The Library of Congress and Flickr Commons. This particular image shows the kitchen of the hospital train of Kaiserin Augusta Victoria and dates from the early years of the First World War. Somewhere, behind the emulsion of the glass negative, there is a monochromatic contrast between the organised sterility of the bright kitchens and the mud and the blood and the misery there must have been outside, but such senseless contrasts are equally part of the equation that we call life. Whatever particular philosophical branch line you care to explore, there is plenty of potential prompts for Sepia Saturday 180. All we ask is that you post your post on or around Saturday 8 June 2013 and add a link to the list below.
And in case you want to see what is around the next bend in the track of life, here is a preview of the next two Sepia Saturday prompts.
181 : Time to open your jewellery case and dig out some sparkling images. We're looking for any bodily adornments: from girls with pearl earrings to gents with an impressive medal collection (or vice versa!).
182 : It's 'Off To The Creamery' this week c1900. The possibilities are
endless: bowler hats, milk churns (or dairies) men (or women) posing on
horseback, Australia, farms or any combination of these.
One of the great things about Sepia Saturday is that our collective challenges can shift from dressing table to dressing station, from earrings to yearlings : they are all part of our sepia life.
Once again I am not sure whether I will get the opportunity to post this week as we are about to go off on holiday and, as many of you know, I suffer from Departure Anxiety Syndrome and run around the house like a headless chicken for days before departure trying to remember what I need to pack. But I am pleased to say that Marilyn will be taking up the helm of our sepia ship whilst I am away, but I will say more about that when I post next weeks' call.
ReplyDeleteMy post is about Red Cross Canteens in railway stations during WWII. The video I included shows some food preparation.
ReplyDeleteI will come and water your tomatoes if that helps your stress.
ReplyDeleteI have written about my great uncle George before on my blog but it is such a poignant WW1 tale, that I make no apologies for telling it again.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know my pre-departure craziness had a name and there were others out there just like me. DAS sufferers - we're not alone. Shouldn't we be on some sort of medication or engaged in a 12 step recovery program of some kind?
ReplyDeleteI'm on track with a brief sketch about a cousin who was a nurse.
ReplyDeleteI managed to fit in kitchens, hospitals and WW1. I'm not sure about Alan's terminology with regard to what lies ahead in the coming weeks. Yes, I'm in charge again whilst he's away, so stick with me please Sepians. Do visit us on the Facebook page too (sometimes I think I'm talking to myself on there). Oh wait, isn't that the first sign of going 'round the bend'? Now I see what he means - thanks very much Alan.
ReplyDeleteI have something early this week because we too are preparing to depart, eastward on travels....Alan I share the anxiety response too, but have tried to resolve it with "I can alsways shop." I did get onto our Facebook group too. Will likely not be posting after this week here as we travel
ReplyDeleteHospital trains from WWI and WWII for me, 69 years after D-Day.
ReplyDeleteA splendid mustachio and a white uniform from me.
ReplyDeleteI have my own D.A.S. so this will be a last post from me until the end of the month.
Little Nell - That's why I like that widget (or whatever it is) on Seapia Saturday's FB page which tell's you that you are not alone, i.e. who has viewed a particular post. I, for one, am there a couple of times a day, even if I don't post there much.
ReplyDeleteI'm going with the uniforms theme, and roughly the same era, but no hospitals for me (don't like the surgical atmosphere).
I am fascinated by the photos I found of an industrial kitchen in Little Tokyo, Los Angeles, CA.
ReplyDeleteWell I have come up with a rail related post. Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteMy post is about my Nanna who loved babies and trained as a mothercraft nurse at a Foundling Hospital in Melbourne. This was also how she met her husband.
ReplyDeleteI've been away for too long, but return with a family portrait possibly taken during war time.
ReplyDeleteDoctors in pop culture for me.
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Theming on hospitals.
ReplyDeleteHospitals and WW2
ReplyDeleteThe hospital ship that my grandfather was repatriated on.
ReplyDeleteAs close as I can get is my great-grandfather as a train conductor around 1900 and later.
ReplyDeleteIt's been a few weeks since I last took part, but today's prompt picture made me think of a photo in my great-aunt Gerda's album that might be from WWI in France. And if that photo is not - I know that she was, and there are postcards to prove it...
ReplyDeleteWWI Nurses for me this week!
ReplyDeleteI've left my story about my uncle, an army baker.
ReplyDeleteNurses and Freedom Riders for me this week.
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